Orphan Poem by soren Barrett

Searching for a father and mother
a runaway and orphan look for a home
never to find another
over all earth to roam

Trash heaps and street corners
become beds to rest heads
In their own neighborhood foreigners
living in cardboard sheds

Dumpster diving
old syringe needles
drugs conniving
cockroach mosquitos

Perverse invitation
fighting fleas
mendicant occupation
anything to please

Dreaming on broken glass
Cold shivers in winter rain
Taste of brass smell of gas
Youth flowing down a storm drain

Take me home